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Jan 2019
Persistent
And the ring is worn
Tap dripping thoughts
Persistent
And my face loses its color
My *** formless
Persistent
And we have no self
No future past
Mysterious history
Persistent
Will the learned correct
Our essence connect
To sit at the table
Persistent
My I not an object of eye
But a subject of
Why
A L Landers
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